I dreamed I was experiencing starvation.
My mouth no longer salivated upon thought.
My stomach no longer rumbled at smells.
My mind no longer yearned for sustenance.
I was dreaming of emptiness... emotional emptiness. And, the only thing that kept me living was the hope that seared my cheeks in the form of fat, warm tears.
I awoke gasping and I vowed never to be empty. Life filled my lungs and I drifted...
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spaghetti aglio e olio
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Do you ever look around at the ingredients available to you, the energy you
have to give to the cooking process — or, as I recently explained to a
medium...
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